Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher

[Verse 1: Q]
Uh, Most of niggas shouldn't be next to us
We keep our distance from those, acting like hoes
Zany imposed, weed in my clothes, cubics is
Ya wig'll get told, put the realest
Niggas, product of cap pillers, and dealers
Streets keep watching, aye, [click](undefined) the ghetto bird ya shot down
Straight to the top now, they a third strike on my [background](undefined)
But nah homie, put the mask on I [slide](undefined) on 'em
Put the [cash](undefined) in the safe and here's a slug 'for I shake
Ya smoke than me with a eighth
Or better yet a [wet](undefined) break on a
Burning ya faith, all senses in tape
Fuckin' with boys in blue, chill out 'for rags at you
You running to the cops How we do?
Saying it's rap and them lines ain't true
So I just threw Q, fuck it, a two or maybe trois
girl need a [pot](undefined) pie, I be her da da
Coochie smacking, give praise to
Get blazed in my car,

[Verse 2: Jay
Rock got it, came from rock bottom
the flames, still remain as a top shotta
I ain't no backpack rapper, I ain't no
And if he ain't talking to you ya business then
Cold it, Black Hippie, yeah we cold niggas
All the girlies us, get a whiff of us
They bones quiver, heard clown throwing stones at us
Holding champ once you hear that YAWK. watching domes shatter
Top Dawg we runnin' rap, whack rappers, feline
Reason why we don't run with cats, nine double O five -
my family at
Pull up in that [family van](undefined) 2's like the handyman
And to be real not with all this rapping
competition, wrapped up my position
'Til I'm finished, 'Til I a couple tickets
Then I'm outtie on them islands with my chillin'
ya feelings, now can I [live](undefined)?
Look I gotta keep my on top of the dirt
'Cause everywhere I go like when you dropping some work?
Been a threat since
The rap game's when I'm droppin' the Hearst
I ain't new to this, I'm true to
nightmare, red strings in my Nike Air's
Yeah, the white pair, I'm Jay Rock, America's most
My Killing MC's without warning
Rock!

[Verse 3: Ab
It's Ab-Soul, the loot, I'm the skinny Biggie
In New York City with Puffy, puffing the
All eyes against me, still even the
why I'm always OT on tour
TDE, believe me we war
I don't know what piece I like most no more
Two fingers, Two triggers, What's the
We all gon' die one day then I'm gettin' paid
My grandma watching so I ain't gon'
gifted like a Wale verse, backwood full of OG
Bobby Johnson medicine in my to trynna dodge the coffin, Ah
And these are so [bitter sweet](undefined)
I guess it's a balance we battle naturally
And y'all still trippin' off of Jay-Z
I still got laps to run me and Jay-Z meet
Soul brother number 2
The first one used to make beats for CL
Top got the s550 but the CL
And rolling is the only time I see L's move
Soul!

[Verse 4: Isaiah
Ay, I think I found my home
Sunny California and it's ya little nigga
You ain't meant for corners, it's they told me
So I never looked back, I got a in the [back](undefined)
[Fattest](undefined) [elephant](undefined) ass, so we flirt in the
Passing propellers I tell her, tell her we flying just
See we [diamond](undefined) just shining and they gon' us glistening
Brought sand to the beach and we with ya bitchh
For the [record](undefined) in I'm a hecklin' menace
is Robin, I'm Given'
Fuckin' my business
He a regular victim, us in women
Uh, niggas, you always cater to sluts
You wasting my time, you always faking the funk
I'm put ya muthafuckin' dream in ya
You keep for some women to be all in ya face
That deep dussy reach niggas, dussy
That Tennessee dussy make a be dussy
You can never rap better than me, 'cause you dedicated
You ain't underrated, you ain't under
You ain't overbooked, you under cooked
supposed to be me and my niggas in the [record](undefined) [book](undefined)
Now they got by myself fresh as fuck